Tears Are Not Enough Novels & Stories

I don’t cry much, but when I did, it was because I was overwhelmed and everything was just too much for me. The tears ran down my face unchecked and I didn’t even bother to wipe them away. I could feel the lingering sadness, the pain of loss, like I’d lost one of my family members, but I wasn’t sobbing; I just needed to get the tears out, like it would rid me of the sadness.

It had been ten years since the incident, but Quan could still taste the rancid smell of white blood with the tip of her mind. Often times the girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath, so that at least the glint could be reduced. Quan thought time would cloud the memory, but she seemed to have her hopes up. At the very least, she had managed to fool herself into thinking that what she was doing was the right thing, or she thought so.

I can't cry, not at least before these people, because my tears are special and they cause me so much physical loss too. Mermaids' tears turn into pearls when they dry up, and that is similar to being bled if we lose too much of tears. It makes us weak. I already cried a lot yesterday and for that sake, I felt so weak in the morning that I wasn't able to open my eyes. So I should halt myself from being moody, as I decided that I will follow my parent's arrangement I will not cry anymore, at least I can try not to. I tried my best to not give up on my mood, but damn, that man, why he has to be here before me when I am trying the hell out of me to stop my tears.

Since the burden of providing for my family passed to my shoulders, I didn't cry again no matter how hurt I was or suffering. I always keep in mind that tears can only give satisfaction to people who always mean to make you suffer. Just exactly like this. I am just garbage in his eyes, and I will forever be garbage for him. My tears will only please his uncompassionate heart, and I think he doesn't deserve it. "Very well. You can stay. But, on one condition." I find something off with his words. I gulp from that realization but choose to remain silent. He brings his face closer to me, in which I notice again that same lust sparkling in his eyes the first time we met as he stares into mine. "

SCARLETT Leaning against the shower wall, I feel the tears streaming down my face, hot and relentless. My hand instinctively clamps over my mouth in a feeble attempt to muffle my sobs, but they still spill through unabated. I can’t seem to stop crying, and I don’t know how long I’ve been here. All I know is that I can’t get out until the tears subside, but that doesn’t seem to be happening anytime soon.

Leon::"I mean I never understood why do people cry.Do we cry to heal ourselves ? Do we cry simply to shed a tear ? Or is it just because we can ? Or because a certain person is not there ? " Ariadne::"You sound like a poet." Leon::"Well I write sometimes." Ariadne::"I think the point to cry out is for help and warmth and care.It is a sign of our bodies finally breaking down from so much pain that we cannot bear.I think tears are just pain in liquid form." Leon::"Oh ! intense talk.I am done with the calls let's go now."

All I wanted was to let the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness take me under. I wasn’t a crier. I’d learned a long time ago that tears never solved anything. But it seemed my battered heart didn’t get the memo. I'd already shed more tears today than the rest of my life put together. So giving in to the inevitable, I let the tears come and cried myself to sleep.

What a way to meet your biological parents. "What if I can't do it?" I ask and sniff. My emotions come into everything right now. Animal advert on the TV? Tears are streaming down my face. Something looks cute but is actually a food...tears. Nikolai getting stabbed? Obviously, there are tears. Even the tissue advert had me in tears yesterday. I believe I need some of them. They state that they are good for spillages, and I can't seem to keep my tears at bay these days.

now no more tears If you want to cry, then cry in pleasure saying that adrian capture his lips with her (flashback end) Adrian's eyes were closed, tears were falling from his eyes, he didn't get to know when he sleeps while crying. On the other hand inanna was lying in her bed and thinking about her life, after thinking almost for an hour she didn't get to know when her eyes get wet while crying she said to herself "I love you so much I can do anything for

“Did something happen? You don’t look so good” “I just want to leave this place. Will text you later and please don’t follow me, I will be fine” I assured her. She doesn’t seem convinced but she nodded anyways and watched me leave. ********** (HOME) I hugged my pillow staring at my ceiling. I wants to cry but no tears were coming out. Tears haven’t really solved anything. In fact, tears doesn’t not solve anything instead it worsens everything. I didn’t get to enjoy prom the way I had always imagined. No date, no body to dance with and I lost the guy I love.